The Rejected Alpha's Vengeance

* Happy 4th century to us!! Cheers to many more adventures!

[HAWI]

"The cavalry. I'll call the protector cavalry. Don't call the SDT warriors. The protectors of Olyana have been trained for this day since birth. They are the only ones we need," Malika stated and Hawi watched her silently.

"And how many protectors are we talking about?" Ruru asked as she looked at Malika. She could see the frown on Malika's face and frankly, she understood that the woman was having a hard time with everything that had happened.

She wouldn't be surprised if Malika decided to arm everyone just to get her sister. This was her last living family and if Ruru had been in her position, she wouldn't have made a different decision.

Life was precious and no matter what angle they looked at it all from, there was no turning back at the moment. They had to be at their best and make sure the entire team went back home however hard it would be.

"There are eight hundred thousand protectors trained and embedded in the packs and the realm… Should I call them all to duty?" Malika asked in all seriousness not paying heed to Ruru's jaw that was bound to hit the ship floor at this moment.

Surely there wouldn't be that many people in the realm just to be at the white wolf's beck and call, right? That was a lot of power, for one person. That was a lot of people and too many skills to be controlled by one person.

If they were an army of regularly trained wolves it would have made sense.

But then they were protectors, the most dangerous group of creatures in the entire realm. A team that was trained in the worst of magic and taught to hold their own no matter what happened along the way.

They were taught resilience, the king that even dark magic would never win against.

That was a lot of people.

"There are eight hundred thousand protectors in the realm?" Hawi questioned sincerely she had heard of the protectors but no one had ever told her that they would be that many.

Perhaps it hadn't come up, because she had never known who she was, but even when they had already known, Malika had only ever summoned three protectors in their presence which didn't seem too many.

Not to mention the first time they had crossed Olyana to go for training four years ago, she hadn't seen that many protectors in Olyana.

Goddamn.

"You're the savior of the realm, of course, you are bound to have an army stronger than the strongest of them all," Malika started courteously. She was proud of her team and knew they would never disappoint her.

"And you're the strongest of them all," Ruru whispered as she tried to make it make sense.

For the first time since she had heard that Malika was a powerful and crazy protector, Rukiya Greyson wondered how strong the protector had to be for her to be the best of the worst people in the realm.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

It made her wonder what criterion they had used to train Malika to make her the most lethal weapon in the realm for the white wolf to use.

Whatever the fuck they were up against, had to be high on steroids, because there was just no way that someone could be trained that lethally.

"I am," Malika admitted before adding, "How many should I summon, Mistress?"

"They are all trained the same way, or are they in groups?" Hawi asked as she thought back to the team she had spent her entire life training in Sicario.

She had the best killing machines in the realm and Jeremiah Warner had reduced them into little shits that got bested at even smaller battles.

The thought of what Jer had done to her team made Hawi's blood boil to the point that she wanted to meet the bastard and square shit out. She didn't care that Jeremiah Warner was bound to Atticus's magic and was dangerous.

Hawi would show him what danger looked like and she wouldn't stop until she got what she wanted. Jer had fucked up a lot of her things and she wasn't going to forgive that, other than the fact that she would kill Jer for merely messing with her entire family.

Surely the bastard was a pawn in the game of the Russels, but the fact that he had been the face Hawi's family had seen when the betrayal struck, was enough for Hawi to go all ballistic on him.

She wouldn't forgive him no matter what he looked like or what he said. She would fuck him up and she would take her sweet time with the bastard. Until then she would figure out what to do with such a large army.

Granted, Hawi hadn't trained the protectors, but she hoped that Malika was proof enough that the protectors were well-trained and ready for any battle that was headed their way, right?

"The level of training is the highest for everyone. There had been groups initially but when the Russels killed all the previous white wolves, the training was heightened for everyone," Malika said as she looked at Hawi.

She knew it wasn't really the best of things to tell someone who was going to be in the same dangerous position as the rest of the other white wolves and she wouldn't be getting even more chaos, but then Hawi wanted the truth, as always.

Malika knew that Hawi had enough motivation to rid the realm of the Russels once and for all. They had taken something from her and given Hawi wasn't the forgiving type, she was the best fit for the craziest and most dangerous job any wolf had ever had.

"Alright, call fifty thousand to the shores," Hawi said.

"The shores? Are we heading back?" Malika asked, as she tried to understand. They had been on the waters for over a day and there was a chance they were farther from the land as they could be given the ship hadn't once stopped.

If they were going back to the shore, then that was another day for them, and another day that her sister remained with the psychos on the other side of the waters. Did Hawi really want to do it like that? Was this the way forward for them?

Oh, Malika had so many questions but what she had learned over the time she had served Hawi, was that the woman never made decisions on a whim. All her decisions were precise and she always knew what she was doing.

It didn't matter what direction they would take, because if Hawi said they would all be safe then they would be.

Maybe Malika was too trusting of the broken girl with a thousand-and-one issues. However, that same broken girl had made the realm so secure to the point that the Russels never stayed in one place for more than three weeks.

That same broken girl had made the realm unbearable for the Russels, so she trusted the broken girl with all the issues in the world, because this broken girl was home to most of them at this point.

"Yes we are. Don't worry, we won't take the entire day. Hudhayfah taught me a few spells in the early days and I plan on using them for our benefit this time," Hawi said reassuringly and Malika just nodded.

"Go, tell your team to brace themselves for a sudden shift. It might get ugly, so seatbelts are a must seeing as you guys are not immortal," Hawi said to Drew who was still confused as hell.

Everything that was happening here made the ship captain wonder if they had reached the end of the world or if this was the kind of chaos that they needed to steer clear of and never come back to again.

There were so many things that screamed danger, but then maybe they just needed to trust in Hawi, right? So, Drew went to his crew and prepped them, while Hawi stepped back and created a portal so huge that the ship would easily go through.

"Oh, hell no," Ruru said as she looked at what was about to happen.

"Tell her she is crazy, Malika. Stop her… tell her this is insane," Ruru said to the protector in the hope that she would convince Hawi to leave the crazed idea on the side. If they went through that thing there was a chance they would never walk again.

Ruru was not ready to explore this adventure with Hawi and instead of standing beside her mate, she just stepped back farther than Malika. Maybe she was being paranoid, but even she knew that this was not normal for them all.

"I think it's best for you to brace yourself Ruru. She won't listen to either of us and is clearly waiting to hear that the crew is strapped in already. I bet we will just have to pray a little harder this time," Malika said and Ruru groaned.

This wasn't the time for prayers and shit. This was the time for them to tell Hawi to stop, but then the determination on her woman's face was scary enough that Ruru didn't want to witness the aftermath of the madness, not like this.

"Listen, sweetheart," Ruru said as she walked over to where Hawi was readying herself. She knew that they wouldn't stop, but at least they deserved to put in their last words, right? Surely even the dead had that right, no?

"If we don't make it out of here alive, please know I will love you in all my lifelines," Ruru said as she kissed Hawi passionately on the lips, making Hawi smirk at her. They would have the time of their lives if they survived.

If… Fuck.

"I love you, always," Hawi said when they pulled back.

"I think everyone's ready… Are you okay, Malika?" Hawi asked when she noticed how pale the protector had gotten. This was a dangerous thing she was about to do and she wasn't going to blame her protector for being humane and expressing emotions.

"I think my stomach feels funny," Malika said earnestly and Hawi let out a deep chuckle. She was evil for this but then they were here to have more fun, in war, right?

Perhaps this was the one trip that they would never be able to forget even though she had a feeling that she wouldn't get laid for months if she did what she had in mind, especially with Ruru. Would it be worth the risk though?

"You'll be fine, Malika. All of you will be," Hawi said as she strapped Ruru to her side with magic, so the woman wouldn't leave her side. And once the crew was settled, Hawi pushed the boat through the portal, while laughing at Ruru's screams and curses.